In King Yan's mansion, the courtyard of the main house was brightly lit, and the maids and maids went in and out one by one nervously. Chu Lin anxiously paced around the room, while Du Mei burned his face and lay on the big bed covered by light veil with heavy breathing.

Chu Lin sent Zhao Ji'an early in the morning to ask the imperial doctor He Lianhe, who was good friends with him, at this time he was carrying the medicine box on his back, and he had no time to care, so he followed Zhao Ji'an and walked hurriedly.

He was in his early thirties, of medium stature, and although he did not look very conspicuous, he was a well-known figure in the Imperial Hospital, and if he encountered an incurable disease in the palace, even the head of the hospital would have to discuss with him.

"He Lian, come and see her." As soon as Chu Lin saw He Lian, he immediately grabbed his arm tightly as if he had been savior.

"Don't panic, Rong Chen will talk about it after seeing it." He Lian's arm was grabbed by Chu Lin, and he was stunned, when had King Yan been so flustered!

He Lian checked the pulse, and then looked at Du Mei's pale tongue, and still said that he was cold.

"How can the wind chill be so severe!" Chu Lin regretted that his intestines were blue.

He only thought that yesterday he took Du Mei to see the peach blossoms, and stayed in the canyon for too long.

"She already has a cold disease that has not been cured, this time it is naturally serious, and I look at her emotional depression, is there a knot that cannot be untied?" He Lian checked the second pulse again, and said with some hesitation.

"Heart knots?" Chu Lin was stupid on the spot.

They were obviously very happy yesterday, what else did this girl hide from him?

Seeing his blank expression, He Lian stopped asking, lowered his head and prescribed some medicine to relieve depression. Du Mei had a high fever, if the fever did not subside, he was afraid that he would burn out, so he took a silver needle and pierced various acupuncture points for Du Mei to temporarily control his body temperature.

He Lian personally took care of the boiling medicine, and the orange flames on the small stove scrambled to lick the crockpot of the boiling medicine, and the crockpot was gurgling hot, and the fragrance of the medicine filled the evening air.

Su Muyun walked with Xiao Nian, the wedding girl, following the medicinal incense, standing in the corridor overgrown with wisteria, frowning and looking at the Chu Lin courtyard not far away, where the lights were bright and crowded.

She was wearing a azure dress, and the night slowly enveloped her, hiding her in the dark like a flowerless vine on the corridor, no one asked, no one looked.

"Oh, you know, the prince brought back a woman without clothes!" In the distance, a mother-in-law came over with hot water and whispered to the mother-in-law next to her.

"Don't talk nonsense, I look at the lord with red eyes, be careful that trouble comes out of the mouth, killing is small, if you are kicked out, how can you live!" The other woman, holding the food box, glanced at her and interrupted her in disgust.

"Oh, what the sister-in-law of the Wang family said is, I don't dare anymore." The mother-in-law who carried the hot water responded in a series of voices, and pursed her lips tightly.

"Grinding and chirping, this is going to trample on the ants, hurry up, be careful." Ruyi hurriedly caught up from behind, twisting his eyebrows and urging the two mothers-in-law.

"Hello~" The two mothers-in-law suddenly heard Ruyi's voice, their faces were shocked, and they watched Ruyi cross them in fear and enter the courtyard like a gust of wind.

The two of them were secretly glad that what they had just said was not heard, and as soon as they raised their eyes, they saw Su Muyun standing in the shadow of the corridor with a handkerchief, looking at them as if they had heard what they said, and their backs were suddenly wet, and they didn't dare to look at it anymore, so they hurriedly left.

Su Muyun pinched the handkerchief desperately, his knuckles were so white that he didn't know it. Naturally, she can't say what these two mothers-in-law do, to put it nicely, she is the side concubine of Yanwangfu, to put it mildly, she is just a person who doesn't care about eating and is dispensable.

The food and clothing in this house, ushered in and sent are all handled by Ruyi, although she and Yan Wang have the name of husband and wife, but there is no husband and wife. The two of them have their own courtyards, Chu Lin is busy with government affairs, he goes out early and returns late, wearing stars and moons, and it is common for the two of them to not see each other for more than half a month.

Chu Lin treats her politely and detached, usually stops at the gate of the courtyard, she thinks that she is not good enough to attract this iceberg prince, and only looks forward to setting up a concubine next year, so that she can fall in love for a long time and breed a little bit of affection.

Looking at the situation in his courtyard now, it's not that she is not good enough, it is clear that his heart has been filled, and there are no more gaps left for her.

"Miss, do we still want to go over and have a look?" Xiao Nian was only twelve or thirteen years old, and she was born round and pleasing, she looked at Su Muyun's stiff face and asked carefully.

"No, let's go back." Su Muyun turned around and sniffed. At night, the autumn breeze is as cool as water.

Su Muyun sighed in her heart, she is the princess Yan appointed by the Queen Mother, it is common for a man to have three wives and four concubines, even if King Yan wants to accept a concubine, as a future wife, not only can she not be angry, but she also has to help Zhang Luo generously!

Now that he is just treating a woman, she can't help it, it's really not the best policy, Su Muyun picked her fingers and moved back to her yard step by step.

"Why did you come back so soon?" In the courtyard, a shriveled woman with a slashed face greeted her.

She is Su Muyun's mother Wu's dowry girl Cha Shi, she has a lot of ideas, her heart is lively, she watched Su Muyun grow up when she was a child, and the relationship between master and servant is very good. Su Muyun got married, and in order to protect her daughter, the Wu family endured the pain and cut her love, and directly assigned her to her daughter and brought her into the Yanwang Mansion.

Seeing her ask, Xiao Nian hurriedly made a silent gesture towards her, and Cha Shi caught a glimpse of Su Muyun's poor face, so he shut up in recognition.

The three of them no longer cared about the noise outside, and washed and settled.

The cha protector was anxious, and when Su Muyun fell asleep, he naturally asked Xiao Nian to tell the truth about what had just happened. As she listened, she stared at the oil lamp.

"Let's go." The wick formed a flower, and Cha took the small scissors and cut them off viciously.

In Chu Lin's courtyard, the soup on the stove was boiled, and the maidservant brought a bowl of warm black thick medicinal juice into the house.

"Ji'an, you arrange for He Lian to stay." Chu Lin said to Zhao Ji'an, who was guarding outside.

Du Mei's condition was unknown, and he didn't dare to let He Lian go back, so he had to forcibly leave him behind.

After retiring the girl's mother-in-law, Chu Lin leaned on the bed, half-hugged Du Mei in his arms, and scooped up the medicinal juice to feed her. Helplessly, Du Mei struggled in her dream, her whole body was tense, her teeth were even tighter, and she couldn't feed any medicine.

"Mei'er, drink the medicine." Chu Lin coaxed softly and kissed her from time to time.

But no matter what he did, Du Mei didn't react at all. The high heat suppressed by the silver needle slowly rose again as time passed.

Chu Lin was so anxious that he had no choice but to raise Du Mei's head, took half a mouthful of bitter medicinal juice in his mouth, pried open her teeth mouth-to-mouth, and gave her the medicinal juice little by little.

He stared at Du Mei and saw her throat roll, as if she had swallowed the potion.

Seeing that it was effective, Chu Lin gave it to her half by mouthful, afraid that she would choke, and afraid that she would not be able to swallow it, so a bowl of medicine was fed for half an hour.

With a bitter mouth, Chu Lin picked a piece of preserved peach compote in the dim sum dish and held it, let the sweet water slowly melt in his mouth, and then gave it to Du Mei, although she was unconscious, he couldn't bear her bitterness.

"Mei'er, what's wrong with you? Don't carry it yourself, tell the third brother, okay? Chu Lin sat down next to the bed and muttered.

"Mei'er, don't be afraid, the third brother will always be with you, you wake up quickly." Chu Lin said while holding Du Mei's thin white fingers.

"Mei'er, hurry up and get better, I can't live without you." Chu Lin pushed Du Mei's scattered forehead hair on both sides and kissed her.

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In the dream, Du Mei was like drowning, she struggled desperately, she saw the sun piercing the dark clouds, she heard the third brother calling her incessantly, she wanted to wake up, she wanted to break through this terrible dream.

"Ahh Du Mei clutched something and struggled hard, and she finally opened her eyes.

The sweat on her body instantly flowed like water.

Du Mei was in a trance for a moment, this room was very large, with a few dim lights, this was not Du Jiagou or Luomei Xuan, but there was a familiar and reassuring taste.

On the pillow, Du Mei saw Chu Lin sitting on the pedal, lying on the edge of the bed holding her hand, twisting her eyebrows and falling asleep. Only then did Du Mei know that it was Chu Lin's big hand that gave her strength in her dream, his hand was dry and warm, and wrapped her tightly.

"Mei'er, you're awake, what's wrong? I'll call the doctor right away to show you. The slight movement of Du Mei's fingers quickly alarmed Chu Lin.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Du Mei blinking at him, and he was immediately ecstatic.

"Third brother, I'm fine." Du Mei's voice was hoarse, and he grabbed his hand with his backhand.

"Look, why are you sweating so much?" Chu Lin saw a pool of sweat on Du Mei's collarbone in the neck socket, and beads of sweat the size of beans rolled on his forehead, as if he had been fished out of the water.

"My fever is gone." Du Mei was clear at this time, she was a healer herself, and she knew that these reactions were normal.

Chu Lin still didn't believe it, and bent down to touch his forehead with Du Mei's forehead, and sure enough, it was about the same as his body temperature.

"It's hot, it's all because I took you to the canyon for too long yesterday." Chu Lin said with some guilt.

"I don't blame you, I blew the wind yesterday." Du Mei was so frightened by the dream that she cried for a long time last night.

"You scared the third brother to death, but after one night, what happened?" Chu Lin tucked Du Mei's quilt again.

"I dreamed that you and others got married in the peach blossom forest." Du Mei looked at Chu Lin's concerned gaze and said leisurely.

"Silly girl, dreams are all reversed. I have you, how can I marry someone else? Chu Lin scalded a hot towel for Du Mei to sweat.

"That dream is so real, I call you, you shouldn't have me." The more Du Mei thought about it, the more aggrieved she became, and she almost wanted to cry.

"When you're ready, I'll go to my aunt to propose marriage." Chu Lin couldn't see her tears, so he hurriedly coaxed.

"Who said I want you to propose!" Du Mei was ashamed and said slightly.

"Okay, don't mention kiss, don't mention kiss, behave." Chu Lin only followed her, and didn't care about what nonsense she said.

"You ......," Du Mei was speechless for a moment.

"Gollum," Du Mei's stomach screamed at the right time.

"I'm hungry, there's porridge on the stove." Chu Lin wiped her hands.

"What time is it?" Du Mei asked, the curtains in this room were tightly drawn, and the sky outside could not be seen.